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(Editor's note: Earlier this year, Don Hardy, an emeritus professor of English and a former winner of the Tibbitts Teaching Award, along with his wife, Heather, the emeritus dean of the College of Liberal Arts, released the book, "w88 online casino I'd Hate to Just Disappear: My Cancer, My Self, Our Story" (University of Nevada Press, 2018). In the book, Don and Heather explore in real-time the two-year period in which Don is diagnosed with leukemia and then undergoes chemotherapy and treatment. In the excerpt below, Don writes about his love of animals, the prospect of an afterlife, why he is known as "Twerk" among his bicycle-riding English professor friends, and the sort of macabre humor that can help make chemotherapy bearable. The accompanying photo is from the day in April 2016 when Provost Kevin Carman interrupted Don Hardy's class to give Don the news he'd been awarded the Tibbitts as the campus' finest teacher.)

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Talk is important to me now. Before cancer barged into our lives, Heather and I used to enjoy eating dinner while watching television. We talked through the show or movie usually, w88 online casino Heather does that. She talks to the actors, to the directors, to the producers. She asks me questions when she is really puzzled by something. My usual honest response is "I haven't got a clue" w88 online casino she normally wants to know why humans behave in the odd ways they do, especially in movies. Now we never watch television during dinner. We sit at the dinner table and talk over the day, or she just keeps me company if all I can do is slump over a plate in chemo exhaustion. But we normally talk. I've learned that she has a secret identity; her secret identity name is Tanya. I never get it right. I call her Tonya or Sonya or, even worse when she's in that mood, Heather. I haven't got the fuzziest idea what this is all about, but Tanya shows up every now and then.

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Unlike the afterlife, where I suspect language won't be necessary, in this life it's inescapable. And sometimes what you hear can break your heart. Last week, I overheard a friend of a napping patient in chemotherapy say to another friend, "We're considering stopping the chemotherapy and going into hospice w88 online casino the chemo doesn't seem to be working and it's increasing her suffering too much." She wept as she said this. You can't unhear something like that.

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I have only one chemo treatment week left, in the third week of March. I'm going to miss w88 online casino nurses most of all. Some of them have discovered that I love documentaries on Netflix, and this last time around we swapped favorites. They recommended Samsara, Tiny, Burt's Bees, and I Am. I recommended So Much So Fast, The Queen of Versailles, Blackfish (they'd seen it), and Honey Badgers: Masters of Mayhem. Samsara is probably the most visually rapturous documentary I've ever seen; and it has not one syllable of human language. I won't ruin it for you with language.

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"Okay, I'm going to guess w88 online casino weight. If I win, no chemo today!"

"Uh, no, but okay, guess."

"168!"

"Wrong! 170! Chemo for w88 online casino today, buddy!"

I was wrong every single day. How can one's weight change three days in a row? I even wore the same clothes to try to win. I'm going to miss w88 online casino nurses.

(From Don Hardy, with Heather Hardy, "w88 online casino I'd Hate to Just Disappear: My Cancer, My Self, Our Story." Reno & Las Vegas: University of Nevada Press, 2018.)